Food Stuff

We promised you reports of food and have, for the most part, failed to deliver to this point. So . . . we have to tell you about the best croutons in the world--at Parelli's--a block from our house. They cook pizza on the wood iron thingy-doober. It's really good. But the ceasar salad was un-bi-lievable. these croutons--probably had 8,000 calories in each one--but oh my goodness, it was like saturated in a grease--but in a really tasty way.

We rode over to Douglasville tonight to shop a bit and saw a cool Cajun place--Gumbeaux's. We have heard wonderful reports about it. There were twenty groups in line in front of us on the waiting list--so we went to a pizza place. But we want to go back there soon. On the way over there, we saw a guy driving a truck drinking some form of liquid from a Jack Daniel's bottle--straight from it, I kid you not. Right on the highway. I can only imagine what was in it.

The Irish Bred Pub a couple of blocks from our loft (downtown here has 17 locally-owned restaurants that all look amazing) has one of the best philly cheese steak sandwiches. Now that I write this, I realize I might have already written about this. So, I guess I will move on.

Lauren and Martha ate at a place the other day in Waco (Georgia!) called Big Mama's. And the report sounds like everything you would imagine from a place called, "Big Mama's." Big Mama gets up at 3:00 a.m. to get the veggies ready. We are definitely going to have to go back--and take our camera and get a pic with Big Mama. And Waco is a bit smaller than Waco, TX--their sheriff's dept. is in a corner of the courthouse!

We take Martha back to the airport in Birmingham tomorrow morning. We are thinking about making a big scenic loop on the way back--going up towards Tennessee and checking the sites out up in the mountains.

One other note before I sign off--I thought Texas had a lot of churches. There is literally almost a church on EVERY street corner in Georgia. Just a thought to leave you with.


--be